Timelies all!
Happy Birthday sumi!
Congrats Nilly!
All the tests on Nova came back normal, so the teeth cleaning is back on. We'll see how things go from there.
You two carried me through that war. Now I need you to carry me just a little bit further. If you can.
Tracy ,'The Message'
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Sheryl - Nov 15, 2012 1:32:30 pm PST #1036 of 30001
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Atropa - Nov 15, 2012 1:35:04 pm PST #1037 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Happy birthday, sumi!
Nilly, congratulations!
§ ita § - Nov 15, 2012 1:36:35 pm PST #1038 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
It's a totally common thing! I still don't get it.
I am not talking about its incidence. I'm saying it's RIGHT.
Hil R. - Nov 15, 2012 1:43:32 pm PST #1039 of 30001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
The head of the state GOP in Maine is shocked that there were "dozens, dozens" of black people voting, and some white people didn't know who they were! He demands an investigation, and says that anyone who thinks he's racist is "sleazy." [link]
billytea - Nov 15, 2012 1:52:28 pm PST #1040 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
The head of the state GOP in Maine is shocked that there were "dozens, dozens" of black people voting, and some white people didn't know who they were! He demands an investigation, and says that anyone who thinks he's racist is "sleazy."
How about if I think he's sleazy? Does that make me racist?
le nubian - Nov 15, 2012 2:05:56 pm PST #1041 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
My house is fucking sold everyone. I am so thrilled.
Good luck to everyone else who need house buying or house hunting or house selling 'ma.
lisah - Nov 15, 2012 2:09:35 pm PST #1042 of 30001
Punishingly Intricate
woohoo le n!!! Bob's condo closes on 11/26, knock wood.
also, a woohoo and a heh heh to sarameg! We will have to get together w/ Maria for a trip dish after you get back!
also, a woohoo to Nilly and her little, growing family!
I need to know more statistics for my job. I am so math deficient. I am actually wondering if I should take some kind of community college stats class. Even though I know it will make me cry.
In conclusion, MY DOG IS SUPER CUTE!!!
le nubian - Nov 15, 2012 2:13:45 pm PST #1043 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
lisah,
I tell this to my students: when I was in undergrad years ago, I took statistics in math, psychology, and sociology. As you can imagine, each class taught stats differently. What was instructive about this is that I could learn stats: but that I might need the right textbook, or right way to explain a concept to me so it made sense.
I am fully confident that you can learn statistics. You probably need to have a textbook and instructor who can explain the concepts to you in such a way that it makes sense. Before you spend $$ on a class, look at the textbooks and see if it is one you like. There are also a lot of stats resources on the net that can help.
amych - Nov 15, 2012 2:15:22 pm PST #1044 of 30001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
lisah, you should totes call up my imaginary Internet bf Nate. He's good with stats and he has all kinds of time on his hands now that he doesn't have to blog every day.
§ ita § - Nov 15, 2012 2:22:56 pm PST #1045 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
We're going out to celebrate the one of my projects that went live last month. Do I have the language to explain how much I'd rather be lying down instead of guest of honour?
Not even remotely.
Ungrateful sow.
Apparently the thing where I saw the CIO eating lunch alone (like, her whole row was abandoned!) and decided to sit next to her and chat about random stuff was kind of...something. I got a couple snarky remarks (nothing hostile, but along the lines of "She doesn't know who I am!" sort of things (she does--we talked about your outfit), and my boss referred to it in a kind of weird way in a phone message.
High school is real, man. And it is still with us.
But I have to go do dinner, and break the news that we're gonna miss the 9th December deadline. Wahoo!